A Lift Poem by RIC BASTASA

you lift me up
you are air and i am a wilted blade of grass
cut from the the manicured lawn
i felt i was thrown
and there you are
the morning wind
just passing by
you lift me up to be carried by your transparent wings
i am as light as your feathers
learning the art of drifting
going places taking silences
always arriving always departing
you lift me up
you give me the meaning of my existence
i am dressed with air and i am going anywhere